Intended
by tinny tulle
As soon as you cut out your plastic smile
And placed it in my hand
I felt your rough edges
That place between your lips that I know holds tender words
Words that you were always too shy to say
So kept your lips sewed shut
Allowing only a whisper to escape
The whisper that told me you were at home
In the palm of my hand
1 Comments:
I love it. The last part is the very best, I think. Good work.
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